Selena
I scrutinized my reflection in the mirror, adjusting my low-cut blouse for maximum effect. The deep red color complemented my skin perfectly, and the fabric clung to my curves in all the right places. My makeup was flawless, my hair falling in soft waves around my shoulders. I smirked, satisfied. Ethan wouldn't know what hit him.
As I sauntered into the coffee shop, the bell above the door chiming softly, I spotted Ethan immediately. He was lounging in a corner booth, looking annoyingly handsome in a casual button-down shirt. His eyes widened slightly as he took in my appearance, and I felt a surge of triumph.
"Selena," he greeted, standing as I approached. "You look... nice."
I slid into the booth across from him, crossing my legs deliberately. "Just nice?" I teased, watching h
